{ON HOLD} in which a boy who wanted his life to end finds the meaning of it in a girl who's losing hers. ~TW: mentions of suicide, mental health, sexual abuse, cancer, and depression

BOOK TWO OF STRAWBERRIES AND CIGARETTES ~ one shots of harry and marley's life together

[COMPLETED] where she sat and ate her strawberries, while he smoked his cigarettes. -harry styles au -set in summer of 1998 -mentions rape, sexual assault, abuse, fighting, and suicide

"Even Gods favourite angel was a sinner, baby."

Eva's past and present collide to cause chaos. [Completed] I do not accept translations, sorry x --- "What are you-" I tried to speak but once again was cut off. Harry brought his hand back up, wrapping it around my throat and pinning me forcefully against him. I couldn't stop the gasp that came from me, my eyes going wide and meeting his in the mirror while under his hand on my neck went hot. His fingers tensed around the sides of my throat, making my head go light and core ache. "You want me to stop?" he asked, tightening his grip. I dropped my eyes to my throat, seeing his bloodied hand wrapped around it, the red liquid seeping out between his fingers and dark drips falling down my chest already. He doesn't look bothered one bit... Neither am I "Don't stop"

𝑨𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒔: the god of beauty and desire. a man so ethereal, so endlessly godlike, endearing and enthralling it wasn't a wonder how he did what he did or got away with what he did. C.W: contains sexual and violent content. 18+. Started: January 2021. I DO NOT CONDONE TRANSLATIONS OR PDF PRINTING OF MY WORK.

He lives in daydreams with me. Harry Styles daydreams that I turned into one shots & short stories. -coarse language, sexual content. 18+. I DO NOT CONDONE TRANSLATIONS OR PDF PRINTING OF MY WORK.

In which our golden girl of Le Rêveur strip club meets with a mysterious new client. C.W: contains coarse language and VERY NSFW sexual content. 18+. Started: April 2021 Completed: September 2021 I DO NOT CONDONE TRANSLATIONS OR PDF PRINTING OF MY WORK.

"𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑡, 𝑙𝑎𝑑𝑦𝑏𝑢𝑔. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛'𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑓𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒, 𝑦𝑒𝑡." 𝐒𝐚𝐧 𝐂𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝟏𝟗𝟔𝟑. It was a Summer not many were likely to forget. Heartbreak, sunshine, milkshakes, lovers. That Summer had it all. It represented new beginnings and changes. Both virtuous and vicious, heartwarming and heartbreaking. Renewing and rewarding. It was felt in the air, stagnant and electrical. An all-consuming love with the new boy in town, the boy who had secrets that he wrote down in his journal. Two souls, two aspirations. Two souls, one adventure. That Summer had it all. This is a work of fiction. Mature content. 18+ Started: November 2021 I DO NOT CONDONE TRANSLATIONS OR PDF PRINTING OF MY WORK.